BFF #134 Haunted Cemetery
Julian
and I took our “stances”. We prepared to
battle the eight legged alien creepiness. Julian is muttering under his breath….I can’t
quite hear it, but I am fairly certain it’s something about younger
siblings. I’ve thrown a Love Potion at
the thing, thinking it was a ward. Now
we have no idea what direction this alien spider is going to take. All eight legs came at us with a whirl. It sounded amazingly like a helicopter, so
much that I ducked my head. . . .
With
a gasp, I broke the surface of the egg sack.
I couldn’t believe my eyes! Or my
nose! What a tumbled, wriggly, gob of
stink bomb! Luckily I hadn’t cut down my
nails during routine hygiene, with enough pressure they worked like a sharpened
knife. Finding a thin portion of the egg
membrane to claw through was the hard part.
I had to fight off my “new found siblings” to get to the membrane, then
keeping them off me while I dug out. Seems
the Love Potion works really well with alien spiders! Clambering to the top of my new “mom”, I could
see Julian’s troubles.
Julian
was dancing, trying to avoid those mandibles Spidey calls her mouth. It didn’t appear she planned to wrap up my
brother for a later snack. It was amazing. It was mesmerizing. This clod of an older brother was dancing
with Spidey. When did he become
graceful? Is that the waltz? With a
spider? Will my cell phone record
this? Maybe I can capture them doing the
“jitter bug”! You tube here I come! Just
when I was sorta hoping to see him hanging upside down, paralyzed, with nothing
to say….family, it’s politics.
Just
then the amulet Scarlet had made for me began to heat up. I wear it on my upper left arm, that way the
thing can monitor my heart beat and supposedly I can talk to it….this is it’s
trial run. I’m thinkin’ it’s a little
late in THIS game. I tend to be the guinea
pig who gets to trial her latest inventions.
She says it’s an honor. I think it’s because since I’m not part of
her coven, this is her way of keeping closer tabs on me. Like I said, it’s family, it’s political.
The
spiders that do carry their egg sacks, carry them with their back legs but the
sack is actually attached to their “web throwers”, called the spinnerets. This leaves them with only six legs to move
around on. To compound that, Julian was taking up two of her front legs and
most of her eyes. Spidey was trying to
dance with only four legs. Not very
graceful.
Inching
my way forward, I finally remembered to press the emergency button on my cell
phone. I know I jabbed at it seven or
eight times as I crawled the length of her hairy abdomen. Why the rest of the family was ignoring us was
really beginning to bug me. Spiders aren’t
actually bugs, they are arachnids.
Pulling
the hairs between her upper set of eyes, moved the alien spider’s focus from
Julian to me, just long enough for him to dash to the manager’s office. Good for Julian, I ‘m thinkin’ not so good
for me. Logan was standing at the door
with a worried look on his face. He held
the door open, and I could see him concentrate more on me than on Julian’s mad
dash. Spidey and I had a tango of our
own coming up. I hate spiders. I really hate big spiders. I really, really hate big alien spiders.
Logan
jumped from the manager’s office, with a sword.
A light saber sword. Where in the
world would he get one of those?! Is this for real or just a toy?! I’m riding a bucking bronco of an alien
spider and Logan has a light saber sword.
Green to be exact.
Pffffuuuubbbb. Off came a
leg! I guess it’s not a toy.
I
wasn’t certain where the noise was coming from.
I could hear a stead whoosh noise getting closer and louder. Closer and louder to the point of noise
overriding all else. It sounded like a
747 flying right at us. Bursting through the picture windows, Miah came riding
the biggest Robin I had ever seen! It
had to be thirty feet high. Miah was all
crouched like a jockey in the Kentucky Derby.
That bird….that bird…that bird…was gonna EAT the spider with me on
its back! A classic case of good gone
bad.
As
I was sliding off Spidey’s abdomen, I could see Miah trying to rein the bird
in. I don’t know…which is worse? A spider you can see it’s webs or a huge bird
that may think we are BUGS! The
robin tossed Spidey up into the air, catching her in its beak. Only legs sticking out, even my newfound
siblings were already sliding down the birds throat. I ran, full throttle, to the manager’s
office. Logan had the door open
again. He makes a pretty darn good
door-man!
Miah
too was running for the office door.
Miah was shouting some sort of incantation. He ran to his brothers, they moved to stand
in the “triangle”. Logan and Julian
began to follow Miah’s lead with the chant.
It was low and guttural. Hurts my
throat to growl that low. With each
cadence of the chant, they stepped into one another’s place, so that the whole
triangle melded clockwise. With each
step, they began chanting louder. My
head began to ache with the noise of the bird gulping down the roaring spider
and my brothers carrying on. Two more
moves to the left and Julian looked at me and smiled. He told me to look out of the office to make
sure the robin was “no longer”. Did he
mean no longer a threat or no longer?
Looking out, I did not see the huge bird. Instead there lay a small skeleton of a bird, in the middle of the foyer. I looked at the boys quizzically.
“Scarlet
sent me to the pet cemetery. You know,
the one that’s haunted. The Haunted
Cemetery. She had called upon a restless
soul to point out a spider’s nemesis. The
soul showed us the remains of a bird, the skeleton. First we brought the robin back from the dead
as a zombie. Funny isn’t it, we had a
zombie bird! Then we had to make it
grow. Making a living thing grow to that size would drive it insane, it takes
millions of years for evolution to make that type of a change and not drive the
living thing mad.” Miah began his explanation.
You how some people are, ask them the time and they will build you a
watch? Well, that’s how Miah is.
Logan
cut in, “So you made a huge bird, it ate the spider and then the three of us
sent the bird back from whence it came!
End of story”.
Julian’s
turn to break into the explanation, “That’s what took me and Miah so long,
bringing that bird back from the dead.
It’s not as easy as you might think it is!”
“Well,
I’m glad to hear my family hadn’t forgotten about me.” I started, “But, why
Spidey? Who sent her? Who released her from her tethers”.
My
brothers and I decided we should go meet with Scarlet and get to the bottom of
this caper. The five of us, together, are some bad-assed siblings. Whomever sent Spidey knows
how I feel about spiders. And why hadn’t
the agency notified me? I know I am up
to date on my dues. I hate spiders. I
really hate big spiders. I really,
really hate big alien spiders.
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